Macklemore and Ryan Lewis - Kevin Lyrics

Kevin Lyrics

[Verse 1]I seen pain, I felt the lossesAttended funerals and seen coffins21 years old, an angel was lost hereWings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of oxycontinEveryday through the nostrilsNever went away, never does it stop thereDeath a line or two away and a couple tall cansCause you never know when God is gonna call, manPrecious, what we all shareI said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearerWhat if I would've never gone and dropped him off there?Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!"21 years old, book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globeOnly thing to numb the pain besides [?]He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrowJust get us through the weekend, and then Monday followsThen it's Wednesday, then forget it, I'm already feeling hollowMight as well go crack a pill, might as well go chug a bottleMight as well go pop a pill and go and [?] in that problemAnd escape this world, vacate this worldCause I hate myselfNo praying's gonna cure this pain

[Chorus: Leon Bridges]Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American DreamPut down the pen and look in my eyesOh, in the waiting room and something ain't rightAll this is on you, we're overprescribed

[Verse 2: Macklemore]My man Kev, he went up in jailInstitutions are deadAnd with our lives, we play Russian RouletteAnd try to find a life we can be contentCause for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of being aliveAnd then my little brother is in the skyFrom a pill that a doctor prescribedAnd a drug that a million dollar industry suppliedAnd the cops never go and profile at nightAnd the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they sell to youHas us looking for the answers and not instead of youQuick fix, whatever'll doWe just gonna neglect the truthBecause a doctor with a license played God and said it's coolPlayed God and said it's coolBut me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with himI blame the pharmacy companiesCountry that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselvesPoliticians, business and jailPublic defenders and judges who failLook at Kevin, look at KevinNow he's wrapped in plasticFirst dealer was his mom's medicine cabinetGot anxiety, better go and give him a XanaxFocus, give him an Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequinUps and downs shooting up prescriptions you're handing himNow America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you

[Chorus: Leon Bridges]Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American DreamPut down the pen and look in my eyesOh, in the waiting room and something ain't rightAll this is on you, we're overprescribed